Now a days I stay in Mumbai. I am an average looking handsome and smart man and still now I have only one real experience which I am sharing with you.... Love woman who are friendly to me because I feel always shy when I talk with any woman and as first time I am sharing my story here, so requesting to all friends please send your comments to me because I am really excited to listen something from you and my mail id.I’m a bachelor and am sharing a house with 2 members. My house owner stays at. Dirty. Like we were planning for sex like it was mission impossible.Dad:"Mo p Env bour mo pitin mwa.[i want to fuck my slut]"Mom:"Mo p enV sus so liki mois ossi mais ena dimoune kot nou[I want to suck her pussy too but there is company at home]"My dad turned around to look at me.Dad:"Mo get sa liki la ene kou[let me see that pussy of yours]"I lifted my dress a little and my pussy was already exposed. I spread my legs for him and released my boobs from my dress. Everything that needed to be. Alison kept rubbing him and pointed it at my cheeks and face as he squirted more and more finally slowing down and putting it back in my mouth for me to lick clean. When he was totally spent Martin stood back with a deep sigh and Alison lent forward to lick her husband’s cum off my face. Michelle interrupted her.“No, leave it there like that and you can show the others when we get back,” she smiled. Alison let out a dirty giggle and nodded.“Mmm, that sounds fun…”Michelle began to ride me again. I often cooked dinner for us anyway, so it was not really different to any other night. The only real difference this time, of course, is that I would be Carla, not Carl. About three quarters of an hour later, I came downstairs in the outfit that I’d worn the previous day. I presented myself to Hannah for approval before going into the kitchen and starting the meal, making sure I walked and conveyed myself as femininely as possible. I heard Hannah go upstairs as I looked to see what we’d got in.